Tiffa watched on as the crew of the Freeden opened the gifts they had gotten each other.
It's good to see them be so happy, she thought.
"Tiffa."
She turned to look at Garrod, who held a small box wrapped with a bow in his hand.
"Happy Christmas,", he said, holding out the present. Tiffa gently took it off him and opened it slowly.
"I saw you were running out of pencils for your art, so I... I got you some more," he explained sheepishly.
Tiffa smiled. "Thank you, Garrod."
He smiled back, and sat down next to her.